A Sense of Shipwreck

 

 

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As your breath above mine

My mouth tastes like raw egg yolk and the soap I try to wash my hands with has been sitting in its own juices for so long that it comes apart in my hands, oozing. I feel like that soap. So saturated as to have changed my chemical state.

Recipe: 1. Write tangled poetry 2. Watch one David Lynch Movie per day 3. Be patient